Devine Interventions

I don’t know if I understand divine intervention, God, or the universe. I’ve spent a greater part of my 20s reading books and having deep conversations with individuals who were on a universal path. I toyed in manifesting, though I swear I must not do it right, and I repeat affirmations every morning in an…

Worms In My Sink

There are worms in my sink. 10, the last time I counted. Brown, squirmy, and slithering around my silver drain. I ask my youngest child where they came from. In fairness, he came around the corner with dirt-covered hands and hardened mud on his shirt, instantly identifying himself as the culprit. “I wanted to see…